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Chapter Eleven: Smiles Don't Last Forever
Early one morning in September, Cecilia woke up with pains in her lower back. They persisted all morning, and she could barely stand up without having to use the bathroom almost immediately. Simon came into the room, where she was sitting on the couch watching television.
"Cec, are you okay?"
"It still hurts, Simon. I don't know what's wrong with me."
"Do you want to go see Dr. Foster?"
"Can you take off work to go with me? Can we afford it?"
"We can if it helps keep you and the babies healthy," Simon said. He picked her up to carry her to the car. Castle-Lynn was playing with Martin, while Ruthie was laying on the couch, complaining about cramps.
"Martin, I'm taking Cecilia to the doctor. Can you watch Castle for us while we're gone? She has some pains she isn't sure about."
Martin nodded and wished them good luck. Simon groaned under the weight of his wife. She tried to stand alone, but she felt dizzy just putting her feet on the ground. He finally got her to the car, and they began to drive to the hospital instead of the doctor's office.
They were stopped for a red light when Simon looked over at her. Tears were quietly streaming down her beautiful face. He reached over and stroked her cheek with his hand. "Cecilia, I love you."
"Simon, I don't understand. Why me?" she sobbed.
"I don't know, Baby. I just don't know. But what I do know is that you're going to be okay. All of you."
"You think so?"
"I know so, Cec."
When they got to the hospital, they ran a few tests on her. Finally, after about three hours, Dr. Foster came in to see them. The grave look on his face told them that he had something that he didn't want to say.
"Mr. and Mrs. Camden, I'm afraid I have a little bit of bad news. The babies will be okay... as long as Cecilia is on bed rest for the rest of her pregnancy. That is the only chance of survival for both you and the babies. You're a little bit too young to be carrying this many babies at one time. I was afraid it would come to this... and there's more."
"What could possibly be worse than this, except them dying, which I know didn't happen?" Simon asked, trying to comfort his wife.
"Cecilia, we have to do the cesarean. A natural delivery just isn't possible at this point. I'm sorry," Dr. Foster continued.
"Isn't there anything you can do?" Cecilia begged him. She was even more terrified of surgery than giving birth.
"I'm sorry," he said again, and with that, he left the room. Silence took over the tiny room, and the young couple sat there crying and holding each other up.
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The sun sat that evening with Cecilia lying in their bed, reading a book about high risk pregnancies. Simon came into the room holding Castle, who was just learning how to say words.
"Mama," she said hesitantly. Cecilia looked up at her and smiled.
"Come here, Sweetie. Mommy loves you," Cecilia said to her 10-month-old daughter.
Simon brought her to see her mother. Cecilia held her for a little while, and before she knew it, it was the baby's bedtime. Simon took her to bed. When he came back, he found Cecilia lying in the bed, waiting for him.
"Cecilia, you're not worried, are you? It's gonna be okay," he said.
"I'm not worried if you're not worried," she replied.
"I'm not, because I know that God is watching out for us and our children. He loves us, more than we will ever know," Simon replied.
And with that, he took her in his arms and pulled the covers up around them. Soon, they were fast asleep...
Sorry it's short, but I have to go to bed... I hate getting up for school...Please review!